A/N Hey! This chapter is a little long, but it is a lot more interesting : ) hope you guys like it!

I walk out of the bathroom wearing a green top and some stretch pants. Kris is still asleep in bed, so I decide to let him sleep awhile longer. I go over to where he was sitting and spot his sketch book. I decide to open it up. I am awestruck by the amazing drawings. There were flowers, animals, food, and people. One picture catches my eye. It's a girl.

She is sitting in the meadow picking flowers. As I keep flipping through the pages I see this girl. She is everywhere. In town, in front of the bakery, hunting in the woods. She looks so familiar, but I just can't place my tongue on who she is, until I find the most recent picture. Its at the very end of his sketch book. It's the same girl, but this time she is asleep, in a bed. She seems so sweet and innocent, the way the moon shines on her face through the window.

I realize why this girl looks so familiar. I don't know how I didn't see if before. It was so spot on. It begins to really sink in. Its me. I couldn't even believe how real I looked. This really was a talent. Why did he pick me, of all people, to draw?

He begins to stir in bed. I quickly close the sketch pad and set it back on the chair. I walk back to the bed and his eyes begin to flutter. "Is my little boy awake?" I was still playing off of what we said earlier.

"Haha very funny Bre. And yes I am awake."

"Good we will be in the Capitol in an hour and I want to eat before we are attacked by people and beautified by out prep teams."

"Okay lets go." He gets up and I see he's not wearing a shirt.

"Maybe you should put on a shirt." He just chuckles and pulls his shirt over his head. I can't help but note his perfectly toned body. He catches me looking and I turn my head to hide my blush.

We walk to the food car. It was now ten o'clock and the attendants were cleaning up the food. There are two plates filled with eggs, bacon, sausage, fruit and much more waiting for us on the table. We sit down and its not five minutes later that Effie shows up.

"My you two are up late! You need to hurry we will be in the Capitol in fifteen minutes! Chop chop!" and with that she ushered us to our rooms.

We didn't even make a dent in our plates. Me and Kris separated to our rooms. I need to dress nice, but not to fancy because I will just be stripped down by our prep team. I settle for a simple blue, a-line dress. Just a few minutes later Effie is banging on my door. "Aubrey! Hurry up! We are almost at the station!"

I go into the main room to find everyone there just waiting. We go through a tunnel under a mountain and I see it. It's the Capitol, shinning bright. The buildings were tall. My mother and father are holding each others hands with blank faces. I hear my mother speak up.

"Peeta, it's okay. We can do this together." He looks at her and places a light kiss on her lips. His eyes are glazed over like he was about to break down and cry. My parents don't talk about it much, but my father was trapped here, in the Capitol, and was hijacked into thinking that my mother was the enemy even though she wasn't.

When he came back to District Twelve he would have his moments, but they left over time. He is fine now, he hasn't had an hallucination for years. Mother says they stopped when I was born.

We come into the station and Daisy, Kris, and I rush to the window to see the crowds of people. We get out of the train and a pushed through the masses. We are all shoved into a long black car. We didn't have very many cars in District Twelve because everything was in walking distance. The seats were cool and leather.

We drove to a large building and are hurried inside. We all step in and elevator and go down. We are all greeted by our prep teams. I am pushed into a very grey room by three people. "Hello! I am Alexandria and this is Xenia and Demetria! We are your prep team!" They all looked pretty normal. Xenia's skin was a light peachy color and Demetria and Alexandria had some bright make up on but their clothes were simple. They told me to stand and twirl around slowly. "She only needs wax and a hair treatment, everything else is fine! Demetria? Will you go and tell Felix we will be done in an hour or so?" Demetria nodded and left. Alexandria must have seen my confused face. "Felix is your designer. He will make all your clothes. He's working on a beautiful dress for you as we speak." This made me curious. "How does he know what size I am." "Oh, he makes the majority of the dress and alters it when you try it on so it fits you perfectly." I guess that makes sense. Once Demetria came back, they told me to strip down and lay on a cold metal table. They waxed and plucked till they were content. They gave me a robe when they were done and sat me in a chair near a sink. They shampooed my hair with purple goo, rinsed and repeated a few times. Once my hair was dried, they excitedly left to get Felix.

Felix was a tall man with dark skin and dark hair. He looked like my father a little, but much taller and his face was more defined.

"Hello, I'm Felix and you must be Aubrey."

"You can call me Bre."

"Well Bre, I am very happy to be you stylist. Its not everyday I get to design clothes for the Mocking jay's daughter." I knew my mother was called that during the rebellion but never had I been called the Mockingjay's daughter.

"Am I going to be in flames or feathers?" He chuckled.

"Well for tonight you will just be in a simple dress that enhances you natural beauty, it's blue and will bring out your eyes, but for you interview with Caesar, you will be wearing a dress that resembles more of a candle, much like what my uncle designed for your mother when she came back from the games. If you don't mind I am going to call the others to do your make up while I do your hair." I just nodded.

It felt like they were putting mud on my face. It was heavy and felt strange. My hair on the other hand felt very light, almost as light as a feather. They were finally finished. I really did like my prep team. They were all nice and Felix reminded me of his uncle. Even though I had never met Cinna, my mother told me all about him and how he was kind and really understood her. It seemed as though Felix understood me too.

He left for a moment and came back with a hanger covered with a white bag. "Close you eyes now, and no peeking." I did as I was told and my robe was soon replace with a dress. It was strapless and flowed down to my feet. "You can open you eyes now." It was beautiful. It had a sweetheart neckline and was light blue on top and faded to dark blue at the bottom. I looked up to see my hair and make up. My hair was in a single braid, but it wasn't the usual kind. It was different, I think it was called a fishtail. My make up was barely noticeable. I looked pretty. I had been told by my family that I was pretty, but it wasn't until now that I felt it. I ran and hugged Felix and my prep team.

"Thank you! It is beautiful!"

"No, you are beautiful." Felix replied.

I soon left my prep team and was leaded to an area that contained all the other tributes and mentors. I was looking anyone I knew and found Annie and Finnick. I rushed over to there side.

"Bre!" Annie shouted and gave me a hug. "Wow! Bre, you look beautiful!"

"Thank you." I quickly replied trying to hid my blush.

"I bet Kris will like it." Finnick said while hugging me. I just rolled my eyes.

"Have you seen my parents?"

"No, but they should be here soon."

A woman that looks vaguely familiar walks over to use. "Johannna!" Finnick nearly shouts so everyone can hear. "I haven't seen you in ages. How have you been?" He questions her.

"Good, but I hate being hear in the capitol. It brings back memories, and not good ones either. Who is this?" She says nodding her head towards me. "Wait. This isn't who I think who this it, is it?"

"Hello I'm Aubrey Mellark." I say extending a hand. She grabs it and pulls me into a hug.

"Oh my goodness! You look just like you mother! Speaking of you mother, where is she?" I am just about to reply when I hear a yell.

"Johanna!" Its my mother and father.

They come rushing over and make small talk. A few minutes later Kris and Daisy come in. I can't take my eyes off him. He looks more handsome then ever. He was wearing a black suit and a tie that looked like it was on fire when it moved. His hair was messily combed out of his face revealing his bright blue eyes. I just wanted to run over there and give him a giant hug, but I couldn't. At least not yet. Daisy was wearing a stunning dress. It went down to her knees and appeared to be made out of the same type of material as Kris' tie except it had crystals on it. It really was a beautiful dress. He spots me and his mouth just hangs open for a moment. I begin to blush but try to cover it up by winking and soon he begins to blush. I turn back to my parents and their friends. Annie, Johanna, and my mom begin to talk leaving me with the guys.

"Bre, you really look stunning. I can tell Kris is thinking the same thing." That got Uncle Finnick a punch to the arm. It wasn't me who punched him either. "Hey! What was that for bread boy!" Finnick often called my dad this. I change the subject.

"Who is Dustin staying with while you and Annie are away?" Just then I spot him talking with Kris.

"Well, we refused to leave him in Four and eventually persuaded the guards to let him come with us." He sees me and comes over to me leaving Kris and Daisy to get on their chariot.

"Hey Bre!" he says warmly with a hug. His smile was stretching from ear to ear.

"What's up with you? You never smile this much." We were now away from our parents.

"Oh nothing, just something Kris told me." Dustin was only a year younger then me so we got along pretty well. "Bre, I have a question for you." He was no longer beaming from ear to ear. "Now I am being totally serious, so I want you to answer seriously. You like Kris, don't you?"

A/N Cliffy! I will hopefully update tomorrow and sorry for the late update today! On another note, I started reading and AMAZING new trilogy The Maze Runner by James Dashner! It is just awesome! So yah I just had to tell someone…..peace out and see ya'll tomorrow!